Personal Life
Hunter is of German, Scottish & Italian descent. She was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania but moved to Enterprise, Alabama with her father when her parents divorced. Before entering the world of professional wrestling, Hunter worked as a fitness model. She placed in Ms. Fitness Philadelphia and Ironwoman Tri-Fitness in Tampa FL. She also worked as a Playboy model and Met-RX spokesperson.
On August 30, 2006, Hunter married Canadian wrestler, Jordan Danyluk (known as J.D. Maverick) in Las Vegas, Nevada. They first met at a wrestling show in December 2005 and were engaged after Valentine's Day in 2006. Hunter now indicates she is again single on her website's FAQ section. While answering the question "Do you have a boyfriend?", Hunter says "Sort-of-but-not-really. Occasionally I’m involved with someone and then it usually doesn’t work out because I’m on the road so much or they end up having problems with what I do. I guess I’m married to my job, huh?"
She studied photography at the New England School of Photography. She also runs her own small business.
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